She is hanging on the wall, ticking away in perfect time. She tolls the half hour and the hour, warning us of passing time in perfect pitch.

Otto’s note, in his own handwriting is still in the bottom, with the wind up key resting on top of it. I will get an acid free pouch and attach it to her back – a story a life time long, written in a minute.

I walk by and touch her – she has been so beautifully re-finished that she looks astonishing. Except for her face – made of paper. We asked the clock repair shop to leave that as it was.

All faces should bear the marks of their years, the water and smoke stains remind us, she is not new and ours are not the first hours she has ticked.

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9 Responses to Cuba

  1. HereWeGoAJen says:

    It’s a beautiful clock. My dad collects clocks. Ours are from England and Indonesia.

  2. Sharon says:

    I am glad that Cuba is hanging safely, proudly ticking, in her new home. She looks beautiful.

  3. Aunt Becky says:

    That’s a beautiful clock.

  4. Mr Spit says:

    Not bad for a girl from 1924… what am I saying, the clock looks excellent!

  5. She looks lovely in the Casa de Spit. I am glad she has a good home with those who love and cherish her.

  6. a says:

    Beautiful! I hope she keeps you company with her ticking for a very long time!

  7. Heidi says:

    A beautiful and touching keepsake. Can I suggest you print out this blog post and put it in the acid free pouch also? Continue telling the story.

  8. Kristin says:

    Absolutely beautiful…and I love Heidi’s idea.

  9. Stacey says:

    Such a beautiful reflection. I agree with Heidi.

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